Guess what, wednesday is now the most anticipated day of my week. Why? go figure. (no, not mambo lah dey.)

Weekends suck. Half the time, im stuck with some hall shit. Like some last minute ihg game on a scrappy, water-logged field. Then, you are not free, you are not free, you are never free, and you are too lazy to get out. There's nothing very enticing about weekends anymore, perhaps other than going home for some mom cooked chow.

Recently, i've been getting rather mood swingy. I'm roller coastering between quote, who-the-hell-cares indifference and what-the-hell-is-wrong emo shit and yay-yay-i've got mail, unquote. (you actually understand that? nevermind if you dont, you shouldn't) Maybe thats why i ended up drinking with total strangers on the friday night just before the softball game. Ok, not total strangers. But it's like xiaoni's friend's friend's cellmate's cousins' sisters' friend's friend's hallmate's roomie so you get the idea. Still, it turned out to be quite fun so cheers to that. One more thing. I almost get knocked down by some drunkard bastard behind the wheels so folks, dont drink and drive.

byeeeeeeeeeee.